meganmariemyers:
I built our fort in these woods From a blanket So there would be a place For shadows to dance While you were sleeping.
meganmariemyers:
Do you remember the night you got your stripes?
meganmariemyers:
My Haven
meganmariemyers:
I wandered today. But not alone.
meganmariemyers:
We came upon a hollow tree in the snow. What a wonderful place for us to rest and fill with our springtime
meganmariemyers:
Her dreams were plump rainbow-fish: splendid, slippery. They hovered below in cool places. She slipped beneath the deck and found them waiting for her. She was an expected guest.
meganmariemyers:
Some of us wear armor while others zip about, unfettered. There is still so much left to learn about love.
meganmariemyers:
We'll climb to unimaginable heights.
meganmariemyers:
I will show you paradise On a sublime coastline. Even when the view is obscured By briny ribbons of fog And where shipwrecks crumble in the sand. And waves, who were once towers, break at our feet. (Astoria)
meganmariemyers:
Memories of you are the ghosts of wild things-- joyful, fleeting, infinite
meganmariemyers:
In the vast ocean of my memory Your form, tremendous and otherworldly, Glides soundlessly. Each astonishing encounter Restores me. And even when you’re out of sight I’m soaked in peace knowing that your gentle ghost moves somewhere in my deep waters.
meganmariemyers:
Flutter
meganmariemyers:
She left the front door ajar because she was in a hurry to get home.
meganmariemyers:
The night sky is you
meganmariemyers:
She summoned her offerings of gratitude from simple places: forests of changing leaves, pools of delicate reflections, and sunsets of effortless brilliance. And then she released them into the world as though she were setting free wild, running animals.
meganmariemyers:
The little storms don’t stand a chance of permeating such powerfully-built spirits, such courageous hearts.
meganmariemyers:
The Gathering
meganmariemyers:
They break trail and find splendor in every moment. They soak in it, never shading their eyes from the radiance of this world.
meganmariemyers:
She showed me how extending compassion, warmth, and comfort can leave more of an impression on our world than we may ever know
meganmariemyers:
Nightfall approached, shy as a jackrabbit
meganmariemyers:
Kindred spirits and Painted Hills
meganmariemyers:
and if we were to just let go and suspend belief for a moment, the world would look completely different.
meganmariemyers:
She wanted me to know that there are not only little bits of fleeting beauty in this world, but big chunks of them, begging to be had
meganmariemyers:
Some things are broken. Some things are unbreakable. There is beauty in it all.
meganmariemyers:
Fort Rock tribe
meganmariemyers:
We loved each other persistently, stubbornly. Our disposition was such, for the landscapes of our hearts were immense.
meganmariemyers:
The way you see the world is nothing less than extraordinary
meganmariemyers:
As the mountains dip tenderly toward the earth and the sunset softly turns to night, I hear the world coo, "let us be gentle to one another".
meganmariemyers:
We found sunbeams in places we never expected.
